Sons Of Seasons - Gods of Vermin

Текст песни

Decay of mind comes gradually
It keeps creeping up my spine
Just a human;s life deficiency
I am a god of vermin
I want to disappear
What reason can I find, what reason can I find?
Swallowing the things I can’t control
What happens when they come and violate my inner sun
What happens when they try to smother all behind their eyes?
Will I still justify those goddamn lies?
I had control
It grows inside
The brave divine
Inhale — deny — the stains inside
The angel comes inside
The words he silent sighs